"It won’t hurt when I get killed,” she said. “Just all of the sudden I won’t be any more"
— Kurt Vonnegut, in Mother Night
May 20, 2012
November 28, 2011
"The difference between how you look and how you see yourself is enough to kill most people. And maybe the reason vampires don’t die is because they can never see themselves in photographs or mirrors."
— Chuck Palahniuk in Haunted
August 19, 2011
"Socialism never took root in America because the poor see themselves not as an exploited proletariat, but as temporarily embarrassed millionaires"
— John Steinbeck
August 4, 2011
"I promise you one thing. A lot of good will come out of this. You will never see any player in the entire country play as hard as I will play the rest of the season. You will never see someone push the rest of the team as hard as I will push everybody the rest of the season. You will never see a team play harder than we will the rest of the season"
— Tim Tebow
May 4, 2011
This is not a love story
Since the disintegration of her parents’ marriage
she’d only loved two things
the first was her long dark hair
the second was how easily she could cut if off and not feel anything.
March 19, 2011
"I felt like a race horse in a world without racetracks or a champion college footballer suddenly confronted by Wall Street and a business suit, his days of glory shrunk to a little gold cup on his mantel with a date engraved on it like the date on a tombstone. I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked.
…I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn’t make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and everyone of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet”
“I saw the years of my life spaced along a road in the form of telephone poles threaded together by wires. I counted one, two, three… nineteen telephone poles, and the the wires dangled into space and try as i could I couldn’t see a single one beyond the nineteenth"
…I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn’t make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and everyone of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet”
“I saw the years of my life spaced along a road in the form of telephone poles threaded together by wires. I counted one, two, three… nineteen telephone poles, and the the wires dangled into space and try as i could I couldn’t see a single one beyond the nineteenth"
— Sylvia Plath, “The Bell Jar”
March 11, 2011
"For thousands of years, human beings had screwed up and trashed and crapped on this planet, and now history expected me to clean up after everyone. I have to wash out and flatten my soup cans. And account for every drop of used motor oil. And I have to foot the bill for nuclear waste and buried gasoline tanks and landfilled toxic sludge dumped a generation before I was born."
— Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club.
April 19, 2010
"The cross is the most revolutionary thing ever to appear among men. The cross of old Roman times knew no compromise; it never made concessions. It won all its arguments by killing its opponent and silencing him for good. It spared not Christ, but slew him the same as the rest.
… All this it did and continued to do as long as it was permitted to remain what it had been originally- a cross. Its power departed when it was changed from a thing of death to a thing of beauty. When men made of it a symbol, hung it around their necks as an ornament or made its outline before their faces as a magic sign to ward off evil, then it became at best a weak emblem, at worst a positive fetish."
… All this it did and continued to do as long as it was permitted to remain what it had been originally- a cross. Its power departed when it was changed from a thing of death to a thing of beauty. When men made of it a symbol, hung it around their necks as an ornament or made its outline before their faces as a magic sign to ward off evil, then it became at best a weak emblem, at worst a positive fetish."
— A.W. Tozer in “The Radical Cross”
March 13, 2010
"Lukewarm people feel secure because they attend Church, made a profession of faith when they were twelve, were baptized, come from a christian family, vote republican or live in America. Just as the prophets in the Old Testament warned Israel they were not safe just because they lived in the land of Israel, so we are not safe just because we wear the label of Christian or because some people persist in calling us a “Christian” nation"
— Francis Chan, in Crazy Love
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